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TRR AU- The Non Royal Romance -Part four

Please read past parts to catch up!

A special thank you to @simplyaiden-blog who helped me out with my intense writer's block!! Seriously this girl is my editor who helps me with parts im stuck on and always is super helpful with brainstorming about each part! (she is also gorgeous omg!!) Love ya girlie!!

I’m sorry for taking so long with this chapter!! Please forgive me!

Summary/teaser. Part one part two part three

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Drake’s Pov-

The sun shines high above us as we make our way down the docks for the Royal Regatta. The princess and Queen Mother Regina talk as they stroll down the dock towards the boat. They have finished the announcement and we’re about to get on board to begin the first race. “Please wait a moment with Walker while I go scout out the yacht, your highness,” Davidson, a man of the Queen's guard, says to the royal women before turning and walking onto the boat to scope it out. “How are you baby?” Queen Regina asks Alana softly, cupping her cheek. Alana reddens, her eyes flicking to me for a moment before looking down. “I’m fine mother.” She says, averting her gaze in embarrassment.

“Hell Yeah! Let’s win this baby!” A loud voice sounds from behind us, making me turn around warily to see Maxwell running down towards us, a mischievous grin on his face. This should be fun. Alana runs past me, throwing her arms around him, shrieking with laughter. Davidson comes back down, informing the Queen that the boat is clear and ready for Maxwell and Alana. She nods before calling out to her daughter. Alana and Maxwell walk over, taking and laughing as they make their way onto the boat. “Good Luck Mr. Walker,” the Queen says to me with a knowing smile, before taking her leave with her bodyguard following close behind.

I sigh and make my way up the boat. It’s not like I should even be on this boat, and neither should Alana. It shows favoritism towards Maxwell, but Alana doesn’t seem to care. I walk around the small boat, getting to know the place a bit. “You alright there?” Mage sounds in my ear, making me jump. I always seem to get used to the peace and quiet before she jumps in saying something. “I’ll be fine Mage, thank you,” I mutter as I walk around the small kitchen downstairs. “But you know what happened, like back when-“ She says, and I cut her off. “I’m fully aware of what happened Mage. And I’ll be fine. I’m here to protect Alana and I will. It’s my job and I can’t let personal things affect my work,” I say sternly. “Well, shouldn’t you be watching her then?” Mage says cheekily, unaffected by my strong tone.

“You’re right,” I sigh, walking back up to the deck of the boat. I look for Alana for a minute, then spot her, in a red bikini, lounging on a sunbed with Maxwell. My stomach swoops at the sight of her. “Damnnn” Mage curses in my ear, making my face heat up. I can't help gazing at her long tan legs, stretched out in front of her relaxedly. Her face is peaceful, her eyes closed and her mouth parted slightly. I can't even comprehend how someone is just that beautiful. I glance over and spot Maxwell setting up his phone to the speakers to presumably play some terrible music. My eyes flick back to Alana, who just slightly moved, stretching her enticing body out more. My eyes wander up her toned body like they have a mind of their own, making my face burn. Jesus, get a hold of yourself man. I force myself to look away, and out to the sparkling blue sea.

Soon enough the Queen announces the start of the race, and the boat lurches forward quickly, the hired boatmen working hard. I grab the railing quickly, stabilizing myself. I close my eyes for a moment, calming myself down. Don’t freak out. Don’t freak out. I repeat in my head, taking a deep breath. Alana’s voice suddenly breaks through my clouded brain, her voice loud and clear. “Drake, who do you think will win?” She asks, turning to me, her hand shielding her eyes from the bright sun. I blink at her for a moment, before I come back to reality. “Oh hopefully, Maxwell,” I say, clearing my throat. She nods, a small smile on her face. “I hope so too,” She says, turning back to Maxwell to start up a conversation. I take another deep breath, thinking to myself. How does she do that so effortlessly? She instantly clears my head yet clouds it up at the same time.

What has this woman done to me?

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Alana’s Pov:

Leaning against the railing beside Maxwell, I chuckle in amusement as he attempts to sing along Cardi B, his face scrunched up as he tries to keep up to her fast rapping. We are about halfway through the race, quickly moving through the clear blue sea. I glance down, noticing my empty glass and turn around, heading back to the sunbed where the iced champagne lies. Our boat is just about to turn around the boey and it seems like we’re in the lead so far. I try not to look at Drake as I walk nearer to him. Hes standing right next to the sunbed, his hands folded in front of him. Being exposed like this in a bikini is fun when I’m stretching out, trying to get his attention, but I can't help feeling self-conscious being this exposed.

I place my drink down and I’m about to reach down to the bottle when the boat turns sharply, catching me off guard. I slip, losing my footing. my eyes widen and I let out a squeal as I rapidly fall towards the railing and water. Knowing there no way I’m going to be able to save this, I brace myself for the tough landing, scrunching up my face and tensing my body.

I fall against something hard, still bracing until I feel the boat straighten out and slow down. I’m not in water, but I know that I’m not against the railing. I blink slowly in confusion, and my eyes adjust to the bright light. Drake’s concerned face comes into view, and my heart skips a beat. He caught me? Its Drake’s warm arms that are wrapped around my almost entirely bare body. I realize that my own hands are clutching onto his shoulders tightly, my legs intertwined with his. I feel winded as I stare up at him. I don't know if it's because of the fall or the fact that im in Drakes' arms. I can barely even breathe as I gaze up at his deep eyes, my heart pounding in my chest. The world around him seems to blur and all I see is him.

It feels right, being wrapped up in his arms like this. Even if I wanted to move, I don't think I could. I’m lost in this moment, completely compelled within his brown eyes, drawn to him like a moth to a flame. Even this close, doesn’t seem close enough. All I want is to be even closer to him, to close the distance between us, to feel his lips on mine; my fingers in his hair. How does he have this effect on me?

Even as I gaze upon his steely brown eyes, he’s hard to read, but I swear I can feel the same passion I have for him reverted in my direction. Like we’re being pulled together like magnets.

So close

So very close.

Just a little bit more-

“Oh man! That was insane!” Bursts in an over-exuberant Maxwell, grinning from ear to ear. At this point his hands are on both of our shoulders, suddenly bringing me out of the trance I was in. “And Drake! Coming in with that save! What a hero!” Maxwell praises, clapping his shoulder. My skin suddenly feels red hot and Drake and I spring apart at the same time. He awkwardly coughs, scratching the back of his neck. I tuck my hair behind my ear, my face hot. How long were we like that? It could have been hours, days, but it doesn't feel long enough. Did Drake feel that too? Did he feel that desire that I felt? Anytime during that moment, he could have moved away.

But he didn’t.

Maxwell seems oblivious to my embarrassment as he starts jabbering off to me, talking excitedly about something that I’m not really paying attention to. Maxwell starts walking back to the front of the boat, gently guiding me with him. I glance over my shoulder at Drake, who is watching us walk away, looking just as dumbfounded as I feel.

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Because of my fall, the boat had slowed down to avoid further damage. Liam’s boat then overtook us, therefore being the winner. We dock last, and I make sure to put back on all my clothes again. We say a quick goodbye to Maxwell before Drake escorts me to where Liam is waiting because I need to congratulate him on his win and take photos for the press. Once we break through the crowd, I spot Liam. His face brightens as he notices me. He’s standing on a small platform, my mother behind him underneath a tent. Drake stays back on the ground as I climb up the stairs to the platform. Liam offers his hand as i come up the last step. I smile in thanks, and he bows, kissing my hand. “Hello Princess Alana,” He says, grinning up to me.

“Congratulations Liam,” I say politely, and he straightens out, his hand lingering on mine. “If it meant winning a million races for just a moment of your time, it’s worth it,” He says, and the crowd lets out a chorus of “aww’s” as they swoon at his comment. I just laugh lightly, my cheeks heating up a bit. “Always the charmer,” I smile, and he shrugs, his grin still very much apparent.

“Princess! Princess! Can we get a picture!” The paparazzi shout at us. Liam turns to me with suggestive eyebrows. “Shall we?” He asks, motioning for me to get closer for a picture, his arm out. I nod, smiling. I can feel Liam as he respectively places his arm around my waist, his hand resting on my hip. My eyes immediately find Drake, who is staring unwaveringly at Liam’s hand, a stony expression on his face. His jaw clenches and his eyes flick up to mine. The second they do, my stomach swoops and I force myself to look away, trying not to find excitement in the fact that he hates Liam’s arm around me.

What am I doing? Why am I trying to catch the eye of my bodyguard while I have such a handsome man on my arm? I think to myself angrily before turning and smiling wide for the pictures. He did look pretty jealous. I think, not being able to stop the fluttering of my heart. No, its just because hes my bodyguard. He is just naturally suspicious of anyone. I argue with myself, trying to seem reasonable. There's no way that he feels that way for me.

It's funny that with Drake. his arms seemed like they were supposed to be there. Supposed to be wrapped around me. With Liam, his arm feels foreign, like it's not supposed to be there.

“What do you think Alana?” Liam abruptly says, and I just blink at him. “What?” I ask, and the crowd laughs. “I said, What do you think about meeting up at the beach party?” Liam chuckles, and I smile. “Oh! Of course,” I say graciously and unbelievably, his smile grows more. “I’m looking forward to it,” He winks, leaning forward and kissing me on my cheek, making the crowd swoon once again. I just smile and nod, as he steps down and heads to his car which will then take him to the private beach party.

I head back down the platform, and while I’m halfway down the stairs, a hand comes into view. Drakes' hand. He has it out, offering to give me support as I descend down. Great. Now he thinks I’m a clutz. I still grab his hand anyway, grateful for any contact with him. He leads me to the car, as we go I smile and wave to the crowd, blowing a couple kisses. We reach the car, and drake opens the door for me. I graciously step in, and he closes it for me before sitting up front with the driver.

I instantly slump into my seat, rubbing my forehead as I sigh deeply.

What has this man done to me?

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We arrive at the beach in no time, the fun beach music thumping loudly. I change from clothes over my bathing suit to a flowy dress which doubles as a cover-up. I think I’m ahead of Drake as I lean forward, starting to open the door before he can get to it. I don't need him for everything. He then opens it at the same time, and I fall forward, into his arms once again. He just clears his throat and I look up at him, my hands clutching tightly on his arms. He cocks an eyebrow at me, a small smirk in the corner of his mouth. Fuck you, I think as I jump up and off him quickly, brushing myself off. “I think I’m a little off today, I’m not usually this clumsy,” I say, trying to sound convincing as he just nods, humming slightly. “. Of course Princess,” He mumbles, nodding, amusement glinting in his eyes. I’m gonna get you back, just you watch.

I grumble and stalk ahead of him, making a beeline to Maxwell, who is currently talking to Allie who is standing behind one of the buffet tables, holding serving tongs. “Hey, guys!” I say happily, and they both turn to me. “Hey sexy lady,” Allie says jokingly, making Maxwell look at her. “I thought I was your sexy lady,” He says in mock disappointment, making both of us laugh. “Well, is there anything I can get for you ladies?” Allie asks, clicking her tongs at us. I get a couple sliders (if I got an actual burger it may cause a scandal) and a coconut drink. We stand around, talking and laughing for a while, enjoying the sun. I have to keep stopping the conversation everytime someone comes up to us, starting a new conversation with me.

“Here, let's go to our cove for some privacy,” Maxwell says quietly, and Allie and I nod. When we were all in middle school, we found a secret beach and declared it as our own. You have to pass through a vine wall to get to it. beyond that is one of the prettiest beaches you will ever see. The white sand is nearly untouched and we have a little ‘hut’ we set up with string lights, old pictures as decor, and a cooler full of expired sodas and some ‘stronger’ stuff. We start towards it, making sure no one sees us as we go.

Drake’s Pov:

“Where are you going?” I ask as I spot Maxwell, Allie and Alana we are heading somewhere. Alana freezes before turning around with a guilty smile. “Oh hey! Drake, what's up bud? We-” “-Tell me the truth,” I say, crossing my arms. She slumps her shoulders in defeat. “Fine! You can come,” She says, before turning back around, following Maxwell and Allie through the brush. I start following half because it's my job and half in pure curiosity.

We walk through the brush of the beach, away from the party. Where are we going? The three of them are nearly silent as they make their way through the trees. We break through this vine wall, which opens into a secret beach. It looks untouched beside some strange structure with string lights an a cooler. Maxwell immediately removes his shirt and shoes, running into the water. Allie does the same, going down to her underwear and following him in, shrieking with laughter as Maxwell tackles her into the waves. I head toward the strange structure, looking closely. I glance around to see Alana remove her cover-up and head to a cheap sun lounger I assume they once dragged here. She picks up a bottle of sunscreen, sitting down on the lounger, starting to apply the sunscreen to her arms, legs, and stomach.

I turn back around, looking at some of the pictures pinned to the structure and the cooler. I can make out three kids, clearly, Alana, Maxwell, and Alie when they were younger. I can’t help a small smile forming on my face at the goofy picture. Alana has set up the camera with a timer but clearly didn’t quite make it in time. Allie and Maxwell are sitting smiling and Alana is just a blur of tan, trying to dive into the photo on time.

“Drake,” I hear Alana call and I turn back to her, who is looking over her shoulder at me. I sigh, walking up to her. “Yes?” I ask with a sigh. “Can you please apply the rest of the sunscreen on my back?” Alana asks, a sly smile on her face. I’m taken aback for a moment before I speak again, my heartbeat speeding up. “U-uh don't you think that's uh- inappropriate?” I ask, and she just shrugs. “It's your job to protect me, correct? Allie and Maxwell are already distracted by the water. You wouldn't want me to get burnt now would you?” she asks slyly, this time looking up at me, her eyes challenging me. This woman is gonna be the death of me. I clear my throat. “I suppose not,” I say quietly, making her smile. She scoots forward on the sun lounger, giving me some room. I feel hot in my black suit jacket so I take it off, folding it over a low branch.

The bed dips down slightly as I sit down on it, Alana right in front of me. She slowly brings her hand up, brushing her hair to the side smoothly. Maxwell and Allie are distracted in an intense water fight, shrieking and laughing as they do. My heart pounding, I squeeze a bit of sun lotion onto my palm. I look up at Alana, who is sitting, unmoving, looking forward. I rub my hands together before bringing them up onto her back and she shivers slightly, a small moan escaping her lips, torturing me. I swallow thickly, running my hands down her toned back, hearing her suck in a breath as I do. I circle my hands, trying to massage the lotion well into her skin. Or I might just not have the willpower to stop touching her.

Since the moment we let go earlier, after her fall, I've been craving her. To be close to her. To touch her. I know it’s wrong but I can't help be captivated by this incredible person in front of me. I just can't quite figure her out. I finally force my hands from her tantalizing body, standing up quickly. She sighs deeply, standing up as well. “Thank you,” She says, her voice quiet. I just nod, turning around.

“Don't worry about it, Princess,”

-- end of part four--

Thanks for reading!! I hope you guys enjoyed it!! Sorry again that it took so long! I promise to be much more active from now on! I’m also planning on a new fic that I will start to publish in mid-November to December!

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For my final project, I would like to analyze the negative effects that social media has on teens. I will examine how Goffman’s theory of self-presentation relates to how teens are presenting false yet idealistic identities on social media platforms. The distorted content that teens are distributing of themselves can contribute to concerning events of eating disorders and dysmorphia. Likewise, the dangers of cyberbullying and online predators are still prevalent issues that teens are likely to experience. Moreover, teens that are utilizing social media are developing habits that place them in different stakes and some in which their personal information is used to benefit brands and are used for unethical motives like identity theft as well as to influence presidential elections such as the Facebook and Cambridge Analytical scandal. Lastly, this ties with the implications that stronger, updated online privacy laws are needed for the safeguarding of teens and for the general public.

According to Goffman’s theory of self-presentation, people create an impression of themselves to be accepted by others. Usually, they are projecting an idealized image in which the bigger society approves. By doing so, they are falsely presenting themselves or simply hiding the efforts that were taken to display themselves in a different light. In this scenario, there is a front stage, the impression in which the actor is acting out for the audience (society), and a backstage, what the audience does not see, and this is when the actor is in its original state of being. Teens as users of social media platforms are exercising Goffman’s theory by uploading the content that they find “likable” to others. This is a common theme found in the films Growing Up Online and Generation Like. In these films, we see teens uploading personal content and contents of their liking for the act of receiving likes, comments, and followers. However, what I do want to highlight is that the personal content that teens are displaying might not be who they actually are. According to a Pew survey, “56% of American adolescents with online profiles have posted false information on social media sites” (Herring, 2015). For instance, in Growing Up Online, the teen named Jessica lived completely different lives in real life and on her Myspace profile as Autumn Edows. In her daily life, Jessica was a normal teen attending school but was made fun of as she would wear goth-like clothing and did not have a large number of friends. But, online she was a model who would upload sexually explicit images of herself. This presentation of herself was idealized by her online friends. The hype that she received from them made her feel like an acceptable individual. This is also the case for Stephanie Perez, a teen from New York. Stephanie states, “I did not have a lot of friends growing up but once I established myself on social media platforms, I gained over 3,000 followers in a year... I did not consider myself so lonely after all as I consider all of my followers my friends.”

The act of teens presenting false information of themselves has revolutionized throughout the years as photo editing apps like Facetune and built-in filters within social media platforms makes it easier for teens to enhance their images to appear more attractive to the public eye. Facetune is similar to the photo-editing application Adobe Photoshop as features allow users to blur, defocus, reshape, resize, smooth skin, and whiten their images. Mia Tavarez, an 18-year-old teen from Manhattan, New York, states, “Things have changed now. Before only professionals had the knowledge and access to edit images of celebrities but now we have apps like Facetune to edit our images to perfection. I can say it has gotten to the point in which all of my friends use it and I see a lot of other people using it as well.” This could be concerning as experts like Kostoulas states, “Such practices can contribute to eating disorders and dysmorphia, a persistent and intrusive preoccupation with one’s perceived flaws that may not even exist”(Kostoulas, 2017) Furthermore, Kostoulas brings up another point in which an excessive use of photo-editing applications from young users can lead them into a state where they would have trouble accepting themselves and would develop a paranoia about others seeing their unedited images.

The dangers that teenagers are susceptible to experiencing online is not only in the eyes of the beholder. Cyberbullying is a form of violence in which the person eliciting it hurts and threatens others online. According to the Cyberbullying Research Center, “34% of students had experienced cyberbullying in their lifetime (17% within the last 30 days). Four out of five of the students who were cyberbullied said mean comments were posted about them online, while 70% said someone spread rumors about them online. Notably, nearly two-thirds (64%) of the students who experienced cyberbullying stated that it really affected their ability to learn and feel safe at school.” (Patchin, 2016). It becomes worst when the oppressed individual becomes overwhelmed and commits suicide. This was one of the unfortunate cases present in Growing Up Online, as the teen, Ryan Halligan committed suicide after being bullied by his classmates at school and online.

Another danger that teens experience online is online predators. According to PureSight, an online child safety website, states “One in five U.S. teenagers who regularly log on to the Internet says they have received an unwanted sexual solicitation via the Web. Solicitations were defined as requests to engage in sexual activities or sexual talk, or to give out personal sexual information. (only 25% of those told a parent).” The sexual invitation extends to an in-person invitation as another statistic reveals that “16 percent of teens considered meeting someone they’ve only talked to online and 8 percent have actually met someone they knew online” (PureSight). Freddy Jones, a teen from Brooklyn, New York states that “he falls into that statistic as he is always meeting people he first knew online but has also been “catfished”, a term that defines a person who pretends to be someone else online.

As teens establish an image of themselves online, there are habits that they have developed along the way as The Center for Social Media in the School of Communication at American University defines it as choice, conversation, curation, creation, and collaboration. In the habit of choice, teens are utilizing media as a tool to obtain information that they are interested in. To go more into depth, teens are also contributing to the habit of curation as they can find the content that they are searching for through tags and folksonomies. Additionally, conversations have evolved from email and IM to direct messages and tags on social media platforms. Eric Martin, a teen from Bronx, New York states, “I rather DM someone than text them. Also, nobody uses email to contact someone unless it is to maintain a relationship professional.” Furthermore, teens are contributing to the habit of creation as they are developing content of their own. “After seeing many Instagram and YouTube beauty artists, I got inspired to make my own…I want to show people my talents and at the same time develop my following as there is a chance that I could get discovered to work with big beauty companies” stated Cynthia White. Cynthia’s mentality is where a lot of teens are heading to as seeing normal people become online sensations has benefited them in the long run. For example, artist Cardi B was once an exotic dancer that discussed her career as one on social media. Pairing this lifestyle with her blunt-like attitude made her into an internet celebrity. Lastly, we see the habit of collaboration as teens are collaborating with others for no personal monetary gain but are in the hopes of expanding their following. One sees this in Generation Like as teens are collaborating with others for likes, followers, and for one of the highest perks of obtaining sponsorships.

Companies are gathering the data in which the teens are displaying for their own benefit. In Generation Like we see teens like Ceili retweeting the content of her favorite trilogy, The Hunger Games to earn rewards and recognition as a fan of the film’s website. What Ceili and others do not see is that their likes and retweets create data in which companies collect to develop content and products that would convert them into consumers and prosumers. As companies track their consumer’s likes and overall activity, it would allow them to understand their audience on a more personal level.

But what happens when a collection of personal data becomes unethical? How does this affect teens? On March 2017, news outlets reported that Cambridge Analytical, a data analysis firm that worked for Trump’s 2016 presidential campaign privately stole the data of 50 million Facebook consumers. By doing so, they were able to influence the presidential election. Ultimately, this leads to the bigger picture that shows that teenage users are at risk of having their personal data being used for immoral reasons. Moreover, their data can be used to steal their identity. According to Experian, “In 2017, there were 13,852 complaints of child and teen identity theft” (Tatham, 2018). This leads to the big issue of how social media platforms can fail to protect its user’s data. After the Cambridge scandal, Mark Zuckerberg intends to strengthen privacy control settings by first auditing apps that were able to get access to a large amount of user’s personal information and the apps that refuse to cooperate will be banned. In addition, Zuckerberg revealed in an interview with WIRED that he plans to regulate Facebook by creating “guidelines rather than the explicit regulations model” (Valdez, 2018). He presented the fact that Germany has hate speech laws in which Facebook and other mediums are required to remove offending posts within a 24-hour period but believes it is not effective as other places in the world have surpassed the ability to be controlled. Although Zuckerberg has his mind going in the right direction, there are privacy laws that would interfere with his regulation and that is ECPA and CISPA. The Electronic Communication Privacy Act (ECPA) allows the government to obtain digital files without needing authorization. This includes digital communications like email and Facebook messages. The Cyber Intelligence Sharing and Protection Act (CISPA) allows companies to share cyber threats with the federal government. The problem with these acts is obvious in which the government still has full access to the citizen’s personal information without needed consent.

The dangers that teens are facing online have always been present but as technology is rapidly advancing, these changes have been reformed to reflect modern time. With outdated online privacy laws that have been established in the late 1980’s, it fails to address these dangers. Regulations must be made and this can only be carried out by the government. However, to shed some light on this situation, Europe’s new rule, General Data Protection Regulation (GDPR) has been setting new rules on how companies manage and share user’s personal information. Although this applies mostly to Europe, it will affect “the global nature of the internet… than nearly every online service is affected, and the regulation has already resulted in significant changes for US users as companies scramble to adapt” (Brandom, 2018) This is a significant shift as the GDPR would allow companies to obtain personal data only by consent and users would be able to revoke that consent as well as request the data that the company has obtained from them. It is too early to measure GDPR’s success but if it so happens to be successful, it would be beneficial for the US to take part in.

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